Monday, February 04, 2008

I FEEL THE SAME WAY ABOUT YOU

SATURDAY EVENING
Chills and fever.
Miserable.
Crying bouts.

SUNDAY
Chills and fever.
Nausea.
Bed.
Nausea.
Cessation of nausea, 4 p.m.
Car ride.
Sunshine. Four days waiting to embrace it.
Nausea.
Chills and fever.
Nausea.
Bed.

***

DOCTOR'S APPT. MONDAY

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CAN'T FIND "STAR BUTTON" ON KEYBOARD
Normal brain fog?
Mistake?
Found it.

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THE BOTTOM LINE
I'm weeping. But my tears are joy tears. I willingly gave my heart to Christ when I was about three years old. He's a faithful friend. He won't let you down. He won't fail you. He looks out for you; you can rely on Him.

He will never leave you or forsake you.

RE-TYPE SONG; WORDS MIXED UP
"I'm so glad, I learned to trust You,
Precious Jesus, Savior, Friend;
And I know that You are with me,
Will me with me to the end.

"Jesus, Jesus, how I trust You,
How I've proved You over and o'er!
Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus!
O for grace to trust You more!

''It's so sweet, To trust in Jesus,
Just to take You at Your word,
Just to rest upon Your promise,
Just to know 'Thus says the Lord.'

"Jesus, Jesus, how I trust You,
How I've proved You o'er (over) and o'er!
Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus!
O for grace to trust You more."

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"O FOR GRACE TO TRUST YOU MORE"
The songwriter wrote a magnificent song. But my trust is so deep, my love so great, I couldn't trust Him any more if I tried.

"I feel the same way about you, Kristy," Jesus just whispered.

14 Comments:

At 10:47 PM, Anonymous Carrie Turansky said...

Dear Kristy,
I love you, and I am sending you a big hug tonight. Wish I was there in person to give it to you. I am so sorry to hear of the difficult days you have been experiencing. But your faith is shining through.

Thanks for your honest sharing. It helps us know how to pray for you and Milton. I will be lifting you up to the Father and asking Him to comfort you and give you an extra measure of grace.

Hold on tight to the Lord. Nothing can every separate you from His love. You are safe and secure there. Rest in His care tonight.

Love from your NJ
Carrie

 
At 10:47 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Your consistent faith in the midst of misery is an amazing and blessed thing. I know that Abba holds you in His arms! praying for you all.
debby (miller) clack

 
At 10:55 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh Kristy -
I am so very sorry the evil one is working so hard to steal your joy, but so very glad Jesus is giving you the grace not to let him have it.

You are in my prayers, sweet thing.

Kellie Gilbert
AFCW Portland Oregon chapter president

 
At 7:06 AM, Blogger Pam Meyers said...

Kristy,
Sorry for the difficult time you've been having. I am so encouraged by your huge trust in God in spite of the pain and difficulty.

Continuing to hold you up in prayer!

 
At 9:30 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Kristy,
I continue to hold you and Milton up in prayer. Many of your posts have touched me deeply but one of them I have shared with anyone who will listen--the story you told of Jesus standing and watching over you and that this doesn't give you an inflated feeling of importance. It COMFORTS you. I can't put into words the peace your insight has given me and those I've shared it with. Thank you for your continued ministry and for allowing us to walk with you through this time of trial. I hope the knowledge of His attention on you continues to give you both comfort.


In Him.

Carol Umberger

 
At 9:34 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I was sure by now,God, that You would have reached down
and wiped our tears away,
stepped in and saved the day.
But once again, I say amen
and it's still raining
as the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain,
"I'm with you"
and as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise
the God who gives and takes away.

Chorus:
And I'll praise you in this storm
and I will lift my hands
for You are who You are
no matter where I am
and every tear I've cried
You hold in your hand
You never left my side
and though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm

I remember when I stumbled in the wind
You heard my cry to You
and raised me up again
my strength is almost gone how can I carry on
if I can't find You
and as the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain
"I'm with you"
and as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise
the God who gives and takes away

Chorus

I lift my eyes onto the hills
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth
I lift my eyes onto the hills
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth

Chorus

 
At 10:13 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Kristy, I'm continuously touched by God's provision for each day of your struggle. Your pain becomes the pain of those who know you personally, as well as those like me, who feel connected to you as links in this beautiful extended Body of Christ.

The bond we share in Jesus allows me to weep with you when you're weary, and pray with you as you surrender each day and each care to Jesus. Thank you for typing that hymn from my childhood. I, too, gave my heart to Jesus at age 3. This song was a sweet reminder of how tightly He holds us, and how permanent is His love and devotion toward us. "Nothing can separate us from the love of Christ..."
NOTHING!

May you feel that Father-love this day as you go to your doctor's appointment. My prayers go with you, Kristy and Milton.

 
At 11:16 AM, Blogger Barbara said...

Kristy,
We are praying for you. Thank you for your transparency. The Syrophenican woman came to Jesus, in faith, after hearing that He heals. So many things tried to dampen her faith but she stayed there pressing through for His touch. At the end, Jesus says, “Woman, you have great faith!” It’s one thing to have people say, “You have great faith.” It’s another to have the Lord Himself say that! Kristy, I believe the Lord has said of you, “Woman, you have great faith!” We are going to be fasting some and include you in our prayers. While fasting does not twist God’s arm, it certainly twists the enemy’s arm. Blessings.
Barbara Benton

 
At 11:21 AM, Blogger Ane Mulligan said...

Kristy, your last line reminds me of the amazing book I just finished reading. It's called The Shack, and I hope you and Milton read it. I think you'll LOVE it, but you'll also be so encouagred by it.

As always, my friend, I pray for you. Sometimes, it's in the middle of the night when I awaken from who knows what.

 
At 12:03 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Dear Kristy,

As Ane and others here have mentioned, the Lord wakes me in the wee hours to pray for you. We can't know all that goes on in the spirit realm, which is more real than this short time we have in these earthly vessels, but we do know how much our Jesus loves us. Your faith has strengthened my faith more than words can say.

And please don't fret about not being able to find the star key. After I read that, I looked at my keyboard and it took me a full five minutes to find the star key!!! Woe, is us!

Continued prayers that your physical strength will match your great spiritual strength! It is so clear to all who read your blog that the Holy Spirit is upon you and Milton, giving you peace that the world cannot give and the world cannot take away.

Glory to our Lord & Savior, Jesus Christ.

Love always,
Nancy

 
At 1:03 PM, Blogger DayleShockley said...

Dear Kristy,
For some reason, this post made me sob. You have such a pure heart. I know you make the heart of God glad.

The song you quoted is one of my all-time favorite hymns.

Praying diligently for you. Nothing is too hard for the Lord.

 
At 3:07 PM, Blogger Patricia W. said...

Glad that in the midst you still have a joy. That's one of my favorite hymns. Continue to trust Him.

 
At 6:43 PM, Blogger Sharon A. Lavy said...

God bless you dear. You are a blessing to me.

 
At 7:22 PM, Blogger Rachel Hauck said...

Kristy, thinking of you and remembering you in prayer!

Love you, Rachel

 

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